Chorus (Kalash) :
Some Amsterdam in the mouth (yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw)
A breath of oxygen in the kush (yaw yaw yaw)
In the void, I’m barely breathing, success gave me wings
The same bitch that was turning her back on me has a picture of me in her phone
Soon rich
When Mwaka Moon will start buzzin

1st verse (Kalash) :
Hello earth, there’s no water around here
Weird, like a free mason’s song
Who are they really, I don’t know
Above God, there’s nothing anyways
I got hoes, it’s all good
I’m flossin, in a Lambo’, ah yeah nigga
K.L.H is in the zoo
Pyro pass the blunt, it smells of kush

Chorus (Kalash) :
Some Amsterdam in the mouth (yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw)
A breath of oxygen in the kush (yaw yaw yaw)
In the void, I’m barely breathing, success gave me wings
The same bitch that was turning her back on me has a picture of me in her phone
Soon rich
When Mwaka Moon will start buzzin

2nd verse (Damso) :
Dems, Dems
Getting your dick sucked isn’t considered as cheating
Being successful is about not making mistakes
A lot of euro bills : yellow, green, purple
I denied everything, you snitched
Everything is written, yeah, that’s what they told me
The same guys who said that I wouldn’t make it
Never will a nigga bury himself alive, never will a nigga give up
I illuminate, I eliminate, enemies, iminent
No words, punches to the lips
If I ever piss in town, it’s because I’m on Les Champs
Fat whore, kneeling down on the pavement
Harmless I was, now one offense and I’ll kill
One more gum on the pavement, I accumulate beefs, street fights
I’m taking over the network, my nigga, I’m leaving you with just the Wi fi
In the studio I do nothing but dirt, in the studio you make nothing but noise
They kill in order to take over our lands, like G.Bush, Saddam R.I.P
I still can’t navigate, yet I only hang with pirates
Dems, Dems

Chorus (Kalash) :
Some Amsterdam in the mouth (yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw)
A breath of oxygen in the kush (yaw yaw yaw)
In the void, I’m barely breathing, success gave me wings
The same bitch that was turning her back on me has a picture of me in her phone
Soon rich
When Mwaka Moon will start buzzin

3rd verse (Kalash) :
Ding dong, here comes the Mwaka
I walk the town like a lost soul
While waiting for them to fall from the lead shower (brrrr)
I observe like King Kong on top of Manhattan
It’s been a while now that I’ve been wrecked
Laying in a tomb full of old relics
I’m from a different world, around here, I don’t fit in
That shouldn’t surprise you, I’m from over there
All of this is weird

Chorus (Kalash) :
Some Amsterdam in the mouth (yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw)
A breath of fresh air in the kush (yaw yaw yaw)
In the void, I’m barely breathing, success gave me wings
The same bitch that was turning her back on me has a picture of me in her phone
Soon rich
When Mwaka Moon will start buzzin

Outro (Damso & Kalash) :
Life is hard, kind of like my dick
Thanks to her I won women, but she made me lose the one that I loved
My juice of love, on so many faces, I evacuates my rage by having sex
I don’t say the words because they kill me
I fuck mothers for the fun
Shelves with all my CDs
And then for you to tell me that I should’nt have born
I’m heading off to Mississippi, where no one knows who I am
I’m damned, I’m toasted
Dent d’or dans biscuit (???)
I keep drinking, again and again, in order to forget about my wrongs
On a dope ass beat from Pyroman, in the limelight, I’m burning my wings
Oooh
Aaaaaah, Mwaka Moon
I’m fucking out, aah